dark and the phantoms slip out
soundless and graceful
monstrous shapes mutate
eyes squeezed shut
yearn for nothingness
know it is futile
the monsters know their way in
bulb on the nightlight burned out many liftimes ago
enveloped in their world
seduced effortlessly
sink into layers of velvet
IT'S HURRICANE SEASON...
1 comment:
I was thinking of your mother, we share the same birthday..
I hope you will respond...I am sorry I lost touch with your mother...and upon searching for classmates at Mary Louis Academy..I found your blog.
I wrote and asked if your mother went to Marymount and her father Francis X was a doctor. I knew her well growing up in Flushing. We went to grammar school and HS together.
I do hope you will let me know if in fact that your mother was the Marilyn I went to see the Beatles with and who loved Judy Garland!!
Your site is lovely ....and Marilyn was lucky to have you as a daughter...
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